“Building Castles For Myself”
Building castles for myself
towers pierce high into the clear blue sky above
archers and stonewalls kept up to protect all my thoughts
the valuable information that I posses inside my head
under constant attack from every conceivable direction
I put walls on my sides to guard the last pieces of sanity I’ve got left
the shredded tattered worn out memories of thoughts that were rational
now all of this brings my hands to a slow and steady shivering quiver
and my body rattles from within its hollow casing
I’m standing out in the middle of this bloodstained field
building castles for myself
extravagant towering structures that inspire awe in the passerby
and a slow gasp from the seasoned old man on his way to town
high walls that are impossible to scale with even the longest rope
pen myself inside each of these four walls to keep the demons out
and slowly steadily patiently I let them all creep back inside
all the serpents that are oozing with questions and prod my scarred skin
with their blades made of false fact propaganda that trails the band wagon
that circles the innocent traveling party with ever increasing speed
and they bring up their rifles and they fire every bullet into the heart
they draw out their swords and they slice at every vein they can reach
the survivors so terribly deathly afraid that they shiver in broad daylight
and build castles for themselves in the middle of nowhere
I am a survivor that will not stop bleeding
life drips slowly leaving from every vein that now protrudes from the skin
and I have been left in such a corpse-laden field
building castles for myself
building castles for myself……..
 
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